*Venable's POV*
I'm so glad that whatever happened earlier, whether it was a product of my imagination or not, was right before my lunch break. So instead of spending the precious time of my break eating something or going outside to breathe some fresh air, I have to make my way to the toilet. I had never in my life needed to clean a mess in my panties like the one I had today. I feel a little embarrassed about myself at the look of my soaked panties pooling around my ankles, while I am trying my best to clean myself. As I'm returning to start the afternoon, about to enter my boss' office I can hear chatter.
"... so, I was thinking we could finally schedule that dinner we talked about months ago," a strong male voice echoes through the space, and my legs feel weak at the realization she was being asked out. Before I can wonder why I react this way, my instincts make me stop walking so my cane won't give away my presence.
"Well I'm sure you understand that I have very limited time to do anything these days. I have a lot of catching up to do, if I want to do a good job. So dinner may be tricky..." I hear my boss answer as I approach the door, hiding behind a column. She's letting him down, I smirk.
Her blouse's top chest button is undone... She's leaning forward over her desk, giving him, and without knowing, also me, an even better view. His eyes are glued to her cleavage now. What is she doing?
"Maybe we could skip dinner?" he has the nerve to suggest. A little smirk already appears on my face, thinking about the rejection he is about to face, but instead of reprimanding him she laughs and gives him the eyes.
Is she flirting with him? I think and a cold chill runs through my body. I walk forward making myself visible, because I can't watch that scene anymore. I have to intervene.
*knock knock*
The young man jumps, surprised with my sudden appearance behind his back. Probably pissed because I interrupted whatever he thought he had going on.
"Ahh, Ms. Venable... Is there something I can help you with?" she asks, trying to dismiss my presence. How about you stop giving this disgusting man a show? I think, but instead say something else.
"Your next meeting is about to start..." I try to sound as normal and not interested as possible.
"I believe I still have 10 min," she answers and it feels like she wants to push me out of the room with her voice.
"Correct, this is my 10 min notice..." I say with a quick glance to the clock behind her on the wall.
"Consider me duly noted" again her voice sounds stern and still I don't move.
"Anything else?" she adds.
"That'd be all" I say, maintaining my position.
"You may leave now," she says sternly and emphasizes her statement with a nod in the direction of the door. I look at both of them, and start walking away.
"Please close the door on your way out," she shouts at me and I could feel fire burning in my eyes. I have to have imagined that whole scene from earlier.
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*YN's POV*
I have just finished my first meeting of the afternoon and I start to hear the repetitive sound of Ms Venables cane getting louder. When she comes into view I gesture to her to walk in.
"May I know what your previous meeting was about?" She asks with a neutral tone referring to the meeting she had walked in on, earlier. I smile at her tenderly.
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Love Assistant / Venable Fanfiction
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